Returning to the Old Home, a Supernatural Incident

After Xuyang took the Greater White Tiger Decoction traditional Chinese medicine soup) prescribed by Su Ziyang, his fever subsided quickly.

Xuhui felt relieved, but after taking three doses of Greater White Tiger Decoction, although Xuyang's fever subsided, his overall energy and spirits were extremely low.

He spends all day slumped in bed and rarely gets up.

A few days later, Xuyang went from being unwilling to get out of bed to being unable to get out of bed at all, as his legs were in excruciating pain.

Xuhui's joy gradually faded.

Then one day, Xuyang suddenly called Xuhui over and said, "Brother, let's go back to our hometown. I miss it."

Upon hearing Xuyang's words, both Xuhui and Su Ziyang felt a pang of unease.

"Okay!" Xuhui remained silent for a long time, gritted his teeth, and began packing his things to come back.

Xuyang remained lying in bed, unable to move.

Su Ziyang helped Xuhui pack his things. Xuyang didn't have much stuff, but Xuhui bought a lot of daily necessities, filling the trunk to the brim.

With the help of Su Ziyang and Xuhui, Xuyang got into the car, and the three of them set off directly to Xuhui's hometown.

A rural village at the foot of a mountain.

Xuyang, who had been in a daze for the past few days, suddenly smiled when he saw a large locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Looking at Xuyang's smile, Su Ziyang still felt uneasy.

Xuhui's family is doing quite well locally; even in the village at the foot of the mountain, they still live in a two-story house.

Su Ziyang didn't know what Xuhui was thinking. After settling everything in their hometown, Xuyang suddenly asked, "Brother, do you have any friends? I'll call them over to hang out for a while!"

Upon hearing his brother's words, Xuyang was taken aback at first, then thought for a moment and said, "When I was in high school, I had a deskmate named Li Guangquan, who worked at a bank in our county. We were quite close back then, but after I went to work in Yunnan, we didn't keep in touch for six or seven years. Could you help me ask him?"

Su Ziyang didn't know what Xuyang's feelings were when he said those words, but he felt that something about them sounded strange and eerie.

After hearing what his younger brother said, Xuhui immediately drove to a county town a hundred miles away, and sure enough, he found Li Guangquan was now a director, in a bank.

After hearing about Xuyang's illness, Li Guangquan followed Xuhui's car to Xuhui's home without saying a word.

Seeing Xuyang lying in bed, Li Guangquan's eyes suddenly reddened. He then forced back his tears and ran to the kitchen to cook a meal for Xuyang, consisting of four dishes and a soup.

Su Ziyang didn't know the relationship between Li Guangquan and Xuyang, but when he saw Li Guangquan feeding Xuyang, both of them cried.

He couldn't understand the emotions involved. However, Su Ziyang still greatly admired and was curious that Xuyang had such a good friend.

After Li Guangquan left, Xuhui started calling people home, including relatives and some of Xuyang's old friends, all to come and see Xuyang.

It wasn't until the evening of the second day that Xuhui felt a little more at ease.

However, on that very night, Su Ziyang encountered a very supernatural event.

When Xuyang had a fever and took White Tiger Decoction, he stopped taking the previous prescription. Only after everything was settled today did Xuhui start preparing the medicine for Xuyang again.

After putting the medicine in the pot, Xuhui couldn't light it no matter what he tried. There was no way the gas stove would malfunction, so when Xuhui couldn't light it after trying for a while, he called Su Ziyang over.

"Ziyang, can you see why the gas won't light?"

After Su Ziyang arrived, he flipped the switch twice, but all he could hear and smell was gas coming out; the gas stove showed no sign of igniting.

"Uncle-Master, is the battery dead? Should we replace it?"

"Impossible. I just changed the battery. It was fine when I was cooking lunch, how did it become like this while I was decocting the medicine?"

Xuhui was filled with doubt.

After turning on the switch a few more times, Su Ziyang suddenly felt a cold breeze on his back. Su Ziyang felt a chill, shrank his neck, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

At that moment, I felt uncomfortable, and without knowing what I was thinking, I instinctively grabbed a handful of medicine from the casserole and flung it behind my back.

Chinese medicinal herbs, mixed with water droplets, were scattered all over the floor and walls with a crackling sound.

Xuhui was startled when Su Ziyang suddenly sprang up, and looked at Su Ziyang with a hint of fear.

Strangely, when Su Ziyang tried to light the gas stove again, it suddenly burst into flame.

As the flames illuminated Su Ziyang and Xuhui's faces, a palm-sized bat shrieked and flew out of the house.

When Xuhui and Su Ziyang rushed out of the kitchen to check, the bats had already disappeared.

"That's fucking weird!" Xuhui cursed, then spat on the ground.

"..." Su Ziyang stared in the direction the bat flew away, remaining silent for a moment.

Then he took out another dose of Chinese medicine from the herb bag, poured out the rest in the pot, and started decocting it.

After Su Ziyang finished preparing the medicine, he took out his phone and went outside, intending to tell Mr. Mengfei about it.

Because Xuhui's house is right next to the foot of the mountain, the signal is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Su Ziyang's phones, which had no signal, wandered outside the yard looking for a signal.

Just as Su Ziyang stepped out of the courtyard gate, his foot suddenly slipped, and he heard a crisp sound coming from his ankle.

The pain shot straight to Su Ziyang's brain. Because he had learned systematic bone setting from Master Pang, Su Ziyang did not move around immediately. Instead, he squatted down gently to check what was wrong with his ankle.

If you suffer an external injury, the best course of action is to remain still and avoid changing position unnecessarily, as moving around could potentially cause further injury if the injury is not fully resolved.

After Su Ziyang squatted down, he found that he had stepped on a very round pebble, and it was this pebble that made him twist his ankle.

Su Ziyang looked at the perfectly round pebble, picked it up, and threw it far away.

Then he sat on the ground, rolled up his trousers, took off his shoes, and looked at his ankles. The entire outer edge of his ankles had become prominent.

After sitting for a while, Su Ziyang felt the pain lessen a bit, and then moved around a little. Fortunately, he could move, so it seemed that he had only sprained his ankle and there was no fracture.

"That's good!"

Su Ziyang silently comforted himself, while Xuhui in the courtyard noticed that Su Ziyang, who had gone out to find a signal, hadn't returned for a long time, so he went out to look for Su Ziyang.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Su Ziyang sitting on the ground, clutching his ankles and grimacing.

"Ziyang, what's wrong?"

Although Su Ziyang is Xuyang's "attending physician," it was Mr. Mengfei who left him here. Personally, he is his junior apprentice; officially, he is a junior entrusted to him by a friend, and he failed to take good care of him, causing him to get injured. There's no way he can justify this.

So when Xuhui saw Su Ziyang holding his toes, he was terrified.